Light stared at the monkeys stirring the pot, contemplating his fate

Light stared at the monkeys stirring the pot, contemplating his fate. He clutched the bars again, opening his mouth to bark out a series of expletives, but decided against it, unwilling to waste his time. A small chimp suddenly clutched the cage, whipping the rope off of its branch, sending the cage smashing to the ground.

The monkeys began to drag it to the pot, as Light screamed at L, who was eating a banana messily, with parts smeared all over his face. "Wait. I have magic. The Magic of jungle Gods." He whipped out a lighter and struck it, sending a flare into the air.

L stared, wide eyed, as the flame erupted, his lips puckered into a contracted circle, as he moaned "Ohhhhhhhhhhh," in amazement.

"Look, L, this thunder stick is just for you."

L beat on his chest again, and emitted a few ape like "Ooh Ooh's." The monkeys quickly tore the cage open as Light scurried out. Seeing the malicious monkeys, he did not run off, instead, he approached L, holding the lighter. The monkeys began to squeal loudly. L simply raised his hand, and they stopped instantly.

"I Light. I bring God fire to you," muttered Light as he handed the lighter to L. L took the lighter and flung his fingers around it, until he grew frustrated by its lack of effect, smacking it against a rock, screaming. Suddenly, flame spat out of it and L began to scream. Light reached for L's arm and held it steady.

"It ok. Relax. I bring civilization to you. Can you speak?"

"L speak. L understand you. Do not insult chieftain L or you become stew," responded L as Light shuddered at the thought. Suddenly L took off his loincloth began to sift into a grass skirt. Light could only stare, as his mind began to rage in conflict. I want him, said part of his mind, screaming to himself. While another told him, "No, you can't. He's a savage. He's a bloody tribal!"

L's hard words broke the mental monologue. "L find you pretty," he said, bending over, giving Light a direct view of his rain forest rump. Light could not resist anymore. He whipped off his clothes and went for it. Now, he was the savage, taking L as their bodies intertwined, mixed with sweat and primal passion.

He slammed and slammed against him as L cried out. Light only shoved harder, "Oy, take it ya bloody whore. TAKE MY CULTURED COCK!" He cried out and let loose, as L finished, fertilizing the jungle ground with his man seed. The beast with two backs slumped to the ground, exhausted.